He sits on a bench close to a line of cottages
halfway up the winding hill
staring out to sea
waves churning as the sun sets
splashing against rocks
soaking the sand
a lull that reminds him of nursery rhymes
and happier times

tomorrow’s a new day, he thinks
and wipes away a tear


© Lawrence Estrey 2021     poetry

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